We have so many good memories of Andy, because that's the kind of guy he was. More than that though, he was the most caring person we as a family had the pleasure to know and love. On the 4th July 2013, I broke my ankle and both my tibia and fibula in a freak football accident. While recovering in plaster, feeling sorry for myself, Andy phoned to say he would be picking my son up to take him to football on Saturday morning. When he arrived he insisted that my wife gave him our shopping list as he would be doing the shopping for us. This was a man with a wife and two young children himself and he was prepared to put himself out in order to make our life easier. I'm 38 years old and have many close friends, however, Andy really stepped up to the plate. The Heaps will never forget you our dear, loyal friend. Sleep well pal, xx